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Warning: Sexual Content is present in this chapter, but not unprofessionally.

Dean wasn't kidding when he had said angels were not aloud on Estate grounds. Dean hadn't left one stone unturned, he had showed Castiel the library, the kitchen, where he met the cook Ellen, a sturdy but fair women, and her tough blond daughter Joanna but everyone called he Jo. The butlers pantry, the main hall, the living rooms, the dining rooms. The place was HUGE, each room uniquely decorated to the rooms tone and taste. Dean even showed Castiel the garden with a diverse number of flowers and plants.

When they got back inside the last person Castiel wanted to see, John Winchester was talking to a unfriendly looking demon who wore a suit, he looked like a politician, in the main hall. when Dean saw this he tried edging away without being unnoticed, pulling Castiel along.

"Oh! There you are son!" John exclaimed

Castiel saw Dean inwardly cringe.

John walked over to Dean and Castiel, the snarky guy in the suit following him.

"Dean this is Zachariah Adler, he's with the A.H.E.C. (Angel Health Examination Clinic.)

Zachariah nodded at Dean, Dean nodded back.

Zackariah grinned.

"Me and your father were just discussing your new angels...difficulties...with adapting to to the house" He gestured to Castiel.

Dean looked taken aback by that.

"What do you mean difficulties?" Dean asked suspitiously.

"Well your father explained to me the event that took place with the bathtub, and I'm just here to check up on his overall health."

"Dad? Whats wrong with Bobby, I thought he said Cas was good to go...?"

John and Zackariah gave each other a look, as if they were sharing a secret.

Castiel shifted uncomfortably.

"Mr. Adler comes from best of the best Dean, way more experienced then Bobby, he can catch much more things wrong with an angels body then Bobby can."

"Well, I'm here to check his physical health, but also his mental well being too." Zackariah stated.

"What? Dad Cas isn't CRAZY! He just forgot to get out of the stupid bath tub because he was tired!"

Zackariah looked at Dean " No one said anything about the angel being mentally disabled Mr. Winchester, it's just important that I examine him in his up to date health before proceeding to train or have any type of intercourse."

Zackariah was looking Cas up and down with a hungry look, which Castiel saw made Deans fist clench.

John obviously saw this also, and addressed Dean.

"Dean, be a sport and go get Castiel's documents in my office." It wasn't a question

Dean looked shocked "But Da-"

"Thanks son." John gave him a warning glare as Zachariah stared at Castiel.

Dean gave a look to Castiel as if saying "I'll be RIGHT back, I wont leave you long." And walked swiftly from the hall, Castiel could tell he was hurrying and uncomfortable with leaving Castiel with his father and this stranger.

The minute Dean left their sight Zachariah turned to John.

"Is there any particular reason as to why he is wearing clothes?" Zachariah asked

John sighed heavily and rubbed the back of his neck.

"No, I let an Angel stay in the house for a few days and in Deans eyes its the new shiny toy, so I guess he feels the need to play dress up with him."

Zachariah and John shared a chuckle.

"But isn't Dean your eldest?" Asked Zachariah curiously.

"Yea, my youngest is Sam, sometimes I think he's way more capable then Dean in running the family business, Dean gets to attached to things.

John hesitated for a moment. "He lost his mother when he was very young to a fire in the mansion, burned half the interior, I had to replace it all. Anyway Dean he um, well Sam was just a baby but Dean remembers some of it, and I guess he just grows close to anything he can get his hands on looking for comfort."

Zachariah took a leather leash from his suitcase that he had brought and stepped towards Castiel clipping it onto the collar. Castiel was shocked, at first they had acted like he wasn't even there, which Castiel wasn't use to since he had been getting so much attention from Dean lately, so he stepped back in surprise. Castiel had listened to everything John had said, he felt so bad for Dean, losing his mother at such an early age. Castiel never knew his mother. The closest thing he had to a parent was Michael his older brother who practically raised him. It hurt Castiel inside recalling fond memories of Michael.

" Mr. Winchester could you hold him still for the examination?" Zachariah asked.

John bit his lip and looked around the hall.

"Dean will probably show up and make a ruckus cause he seems to think this angel's his, so why don't we go somewhere more private?" John suggested.

Castiels nerves flayed at this. What were they going to do to him?

Castiel was led to a room full of mirrors, with horizontal and vertical metal poles every where he looked.

Dean hadn't shown him this room.

"This is the practice room, It the only room in the house that doesn't have priceless antiques in it if he was to...flip out." John stated calmly.

Zackariah nodded.

" Ok then, lets get down to business ." Zachariah smiled and clasped his hands together.

"Come here Castiel." John called, his voice making an attempt of being soothing, reassuring, and demanding all at the same time.

There was no really getting out of this one. Castiel thought bitterly to himself.

John was leaning against a thick pillar in the middle of the room, there were 4 more, all lining the middle of the spacious large room, search one about 30 feet away from each other.

Castiel went over to John, looking for any sudden movements, amazingly there were none, Dean had said that John would not hurt him because of the money he was worth, so what was there really to fear? Castiel bounded the rest of the way in blind trust.

Johns face looked pleased at first but then Johns face turned sad and regretful which made Castiel uneasy.

It was quickly swept away though with the hard stern look of the demon Castiel had come to know as John Winchester.

John gently pushed Castiel so that his chest and the side of his face was against the pillar, he gasped in suprise and immediately began to struggle, but Zackariah caught his hands on the other side of the pillar and tied his wrist together so that he was hugging the pillar. It stretched his arms and was unpleasant. Tears of frustration built up in Castiels eyes, his body starting to wrack with shakes, feeling like a trapped animal. His heart going a million miles a minute.

From the corner of his eye he saw John pull some papers from his pocket, unfold them and give them to Zachariah.

"Are these his papers?" Zachariah asked

John just nodded.

Zachariah didn't ask.

All Castie could hear was his heavy breathing and the sound of Zachariah's Pen as he took notes.

The mirrors around the room helped Castiel keep and eye on the demons.

When Zachariah was done taking notes for the moment he turned to John.

" I would like to examine his genitals and underparts to help me determine if he is a submissive or dominant angel." Zachariah said professionally.

John actually looked hesitant.

" Our other Angel doctor at the plantation concluded he was most likely a submissive cause he was unusually docile when he came here." John said.

Zachariah nodded in understanding "Yes, I would just like to confirm his conclusion if that is alright with you."

"May I?" Zackariah asked John.

John looked at Castiel who's wings were shaking, his whole body trembling, which concerned John, the angel was petrified out of his mind, so much so that he would probably give himself a heart attack any minute. John put a hand on Castiel's naked back between his shoulder blades and rubbed soothingly.

"Shhhh, It's ok Castiel, were just going to have the doctor examine you and see if anything is wrong, then you can go back and hang out with Dean the whole night, won't that be nice?"

That did sound nice, he let his wings relax a little and his body loosen up, some of the shaking disappeared to, just thinking about Dean and his blazing green eyes. Johns word to Castiel was nothing, he had betrayed his trust, and taken him away from Dean in the first place. But Castiel could do this, at least for a chance at getting back to Dean.

John took that as a ok, and gave a curt nod To Zachariah.

Zacharia put white plastic gloves on and ran a hand over Castiel's back soothingly.

All of the sudden cool air hit Castiels ass as Deans sweatpants and boxers were pulled down over his thighs quickly, and professionally.

Zachariah parted his cheeks to examine the hole quickly and efficiently, putting one gloved finger on it to see how the muscle would contract.

Zachariah did this for about a minute, but never pushed into Castiel. He continued until he was satisfied with the response.

John watched closely with a hand on Castiel's ribs to calm and steady him.

Castiel whimpered when Zackariah's hands plunged into his feathers feeling for the oil glands. Castiel gasped when he found three on his left wing and gave them a few squeezes. Castiel could feel his erection growing heavy between his legs, filling with blood, which was highly uncomfortable. Oil glands were meant for MATES and MATES ONLY not petty doctors who could just touch there when they wanted. It was the most private and sensitive part of an Angels body, and Castiel felt completely and utterly violated.

Castiel tried pulling away, flapping his wings wildly to get this demons hands AWAY from him.

Zackariah stepped back in surprise of the little fit Castiel was having, his face looking amused for a moment when Castiel caught him in a mirror. That quickly turned to fear when Castiel spread out his full wing span, making himself look bigger and more aggressive and full on ready to attack the demon if he even THOUGHT of getting near him again. Where was Dean? What Zachariah had did to Castiel was molestation, sexual harassment, and rape all in one. His heart beat was so loud he could hear it in his ears. Where was Dean? He would protect him. He promised...

"THAT'S ENOUGH!" John addressed Castiel looking furious.

Castiel was brought back from his own thought to the present. John looked furious, Zachariah, well, he looked...fascinated?

That shout of command, dominance over him sent him over the edge. Castiel came all over the pillar in front of him, seeing stars, his orgasm had ripped through him and took him along for the ride. Castiel had never had such a powerful orgasm as he did just then.

Castiel was ashamed. He had came in front of John and a doctor he didn't even know,

Castiel went limb in submission the oil glands on his left ring on fire.

He felt his wings quiver, his whole body shaking.

He had humiliated himself in front of John. What If John told Dean that he came from John shouting at him? Tears of frustration built up in Castiel's eyes.

Would John hurt him or worst...Take Dean away from him?

Castiels body rattled with shakes at the thought.

John's gaze cooled at the show of submission. "Sorry about that, are you alright?" He asked Zachariah.

Zachariah nodded looking at the oil on his hand. It was black oil, not the usual translucent watery milk color all other angels had. Zachariah also took note of the red specks of blood that mixed with the oil.

"It's quite alright, its an instinct to protect his oil glands as you know, no harm done I'm fine." Zachariah stated swiftly. Seeing the mess on the floor Zachariah nodded to himself.

"He's also a virgin, making this much harder on him, He's gonna feel protective over his virginity. " Zachariah explained. "I would be surprised If he hadn't orgasmed from getting his glands squeezed. It's the most sensitive part of their body. This angel in particular has very sensitive and respondent glands. Its a natural reaction."

"Is that good?" John asked casually

Zachariah laughed " Yeah, it means he's normal, which is always good." Zachariah responded.

"It's always hard when young angels get their oil glands touched because they think they are losing apart of their virginity." Zachariah explained to John. John obviously didn't know this, he was just in the business of buying rare angels, he didn't actually go through caring for or training them.

"That must have been the first time he has ever gotten his oil glands touched though, blood usually comes with the oil when they are first squeezed." Zachariah stated looking at his white glove.

John looked confused for a moment.

Zachariah sighed deeply seeing he was going to have to explain this.

"You have to look at it as if a female was getting her cherry popped." Zachariah referred to."But instead of 1, there can be as much as 6. Each angel has a different number, Castiel here happens to have 6. When the glands are squeezed, they aren't popped so they aren't technically losing their virginity when it happens, they just over exaggerate. It happens all the time at A.H.E.C."

"To actually pop them, they release a huge amount of oil during first intercourse, so that they feathers stay wet and slick, they don't actually pop, but once first intercourse is completed the oil gland will release oil anytime the angel is aroused."

Castiel wasn't really paying attention to Zachariah's rants though, he felt like he was going to pass out for some reason, he felt light headed, the world spinning around him.

"I would suggest milking them regularly since angels his age, even know they are young are mated. But the people you have on your plantation probably already know this and do it regularly since you don't mate your angels." Zachariah stated.

Zachariah changed the dirty glove and got a clean one on and kneeled down, making sure he was at an angle so Castiel couldn't kick him and and reached under Castiels ass grasping his penis gently, which had long gone flaccid. Castiel shivered at being touched down there. Zachariah massaged his balls with his hand, being extremely careful.

"What are you looking for?" John asked curiously.

"Cancer, or a defect that would make him unable to bear offspring." Zachariah replied.

Then all of the sudden both Zachariah and John whipped around when they heard a gasp.

Dean stood staring at the scene, a look of pure and sheer fury on his face.

"WHAT THE HELL!"